Wife of The Demon Prince
Chapter 135: Cursed stone

Chapter 135: Cursed stone

In a deserted forest, a young lady was seen walking, almost running, it was dark, but the moonlight was enough to make her see the way. loud howls echoed throughout the forest, making her heart rate race faster.

With every each step she took the forest ground cracked as she stepped on the dry withered leaves on the ground. Her hazel eyes searched around the forest in a panic state. Why was she here again?

Emma kept walking with her eyes turning behind every now and then, but just as she was about to go further, her eyes fell on a woman with red hair laying in a pool of blood, with two arrows in her chest. A cold chill ran down her spine as she recognized who it was. She looked...dead!

Without wasting time, Emma rushed to the woman on the ground, "My lady, wake up! Please, you can’t die! Please wake up." Emma’s face turned pale in horror as tears rolled down her cheeks.

She repeatedly shook the dead body, but Ara didn’t move, Emma’s eyes suddenly fell on the glowing red object Ara was holding. She carefully took the thing from Ara’s hold, her eyebrows knitted together. How could this be?...The stone of Helga?! And it had turned dark red! Which... Which means that...

"Haaa!" Emma woke up from her nightmare with a loud gasp, heaving as sweat covered her forehead. She’d had this same nightmare repeatedly. And she’d been told by her grandmother not to take her dreams lightly, as it was usually a vision of what might happen in the future.

But what was her mistress doing with the stone of Helga?! That stone wasn’t supposed to be used. It had it repercussions, it was cursed by Helga before she was killed. Emma could still clearly remember what her grandmother had once said about the stone.

Emma had once curiously asked her grandmother about the history of the magic stone,

"People see the stone as something that grants wishes, but that is not the entire truth." Said the old woman, Emma’s eyebrows knitted together, "What do you mean, is there something else to the magic stone?"

"There is a lot to the stone people don’t know about. It was created from pure magic, but the humans greed had turned it dark. They fought for it, killing each other to get their hands on it. Helga was killed protecting the stone, but before she died she cursed it."

"...?"

Emma knew that Helga was the most powerful witch to have once existed, she had created the magical stone out of her pure magic, but the greed of the human heart had led them to go to any means to get their hands on the stone. Humans had a strong desire to attain power that would leave the world helplessly in the palm of their hands.

The people, in order to attain the stone sought to kill Helga, and no matter how powerful she was, in the end she was but a mere mortal. In her final moments, Helga had placed a curse on the stone since she couldn’t destroy it, whoever it is that wishes on the stone would pay a heavy price. One thing was certain, their lives would never be normal again, as the darkness from the curse would cast a heavy shadow of death on their future.

The woman continued, "It still has the power to grant one wish to anybody possessing it, however it will grant your wish, by taking something in return. The thing the person wished for would never stay forever...unless you give your life or of someone important in exchange for your wish to be stabilized." The old woman’s voice held an ominous chill in it, after saying all this she fell quiet, but it was evident there was more to the stone but would only say this much.

Back in the present, Emma sat dazed on the bed. She knew she wasn’t a normal person. Emma had later discovered from her grandmother, that they were families of witches with no special powers. But she had an ability to see the future and create spells... But now that she’d been having this same dream, could it be that something would happen to her mistress?

And does she have the stone? If she had it, then had she already wished on it? She certainly hoped not, otherwise, the consequences would be dire.

Emma had received a letter from Ara few weeks ago, telling her to come to the palace. Maybe it was time to go and see for herself. Her grandmother had told her to come back home, but she needed to work hard to provide for her grandmother and sister. And besides, Emma wasn’t safe anymore either. She had to hide her ability as much as possible, and In the process protect her mistress from whatever harm that was coming her way.

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The next morning, as the sun rose from the horizon early in the morning. Ara opened her eyes, she immediately turned to the left side of the bed and found it empty.

She dimly recalled someone consoling her last night after she’d had that terrifying nightmare again, that had hunted her ever since she’d returned to the past, the nightmares of that night she was brutally killed by Cornell had remained vivid on her mind that everytime she had it, it always felt like she was killed by him over and over again. She would only find peace after killing Cornell with her own hands, only then would she be able to rid herself of those horrendous nightmares.

But, was it Hamon last night or was she just imagining it? She was sure she heard his voice. Without thinking further on the matter, Ara pushed herself out of the bed, but immediately she climbed down, her eyes fell on something. Her jaw dropped open at the sight in front of her.

Who brought this here?! She thought. But without having to say it out she already knew who it was from.

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